One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 467: Chapter 389: Aspiring to be the King of the World! _2

And then a massive explosion, like a chain reaction, swept across the vast barren plain in front, engulfing the massive troop formations that followed.

The Original Dragon Guards, holding long spears, pressed forward. Braving the nearly insane malice from the Blood Realm, they harvested the remnants without any mercy, decapitating the survivors one by one, and then piling their heads into a blood-drenched hill beside the Blood River.

At this moment, Tong Shan Great Saint appeared in front of Su Heng, “My lord truly possesses divine power that commands respect; we pale in comparison.”

The nearby Demon Cultivators, now awakening as if from a dream, each with a sheepish grin complimented, “Congratulations to our master for conquering a realm, your path in Dao boundless, may you enjoy riches and longevity.”

"Hehe!”

Su Heng waved his hand, “The Blood Realm is far from being as simple as it appears, it’s still too early to have completely captured it.”

He looked up towards the sky.

There was a slender rift there, the very source of the Blood River.

Yet inside, a hazy gray expanse remained, with murky energy still seeping out incessantly, giving off a chilling sensation.

Su Heng frowned slightly and turned back.

The barrier formed by the Mythical Battlefield continued to expand outward.

Although the pace had slowed, the trend continued.

"Is it the influence of this rift?” Su Heng waved, and a large amount of fragmented rocks from the ground melted, flying towards the sky.

He wanted to block the rift, but obviously, it was not successful.

The barrier formed by the rocks only lasted for a few breaths in the sky before it began to decay and finally collapsed loudly, falling from the sky like raindrops. The chaotic mist persisted, continuously seeping out relentlessly.

Boom!

Su Heng raised his hand and fired a beam of light.

A huge explosion emanated from within, but it was still in vain.

"What exactly is inside that rift?” Su Heng wondered, spreading his Dragon Wings behind him.

After a brief stare outside the rift, confident in his martial prowess, Su Heng entered it, only to find a murky void.

Unable to distinguish up from down, left from right, nor any physical substance.

Afraid of getting lost inside, Su Heng didn’t venture too deeply. He closed his wings and retraced his path, reappearing on the battlefield. The few Demon Cultivators waiting outside exchanged glances, also realizing that this issue seemed somewhat tricky.

"Do you have any ideas?” Su Heng felt these people were well-informed and might have some suggestions.

After all, it was a case of trying a dead horse as if it were alive.

Nangong Yue and the others shook their heads; the expansiveness of the eternal skies was too vast, everyone’s understanding of it was less than one ten thousandths. 𝐑𝐀ɴỖꞖΕS

They too were hearing about the Original Blood River for the first time and felt powerless in the face of the current unusual circumstances.

This was completely expected, and Su Heng wasn’t too harsh on them.

However…

If this issue were left unattended, it might lead to some unfavorable changes.

Just as Su Heng was planning to proceed with the next step,

A clear, cold voice came through, “Perhaps I could take a look?”

Everyone turned to look.

Under the blood-colored sky, a slender figure in white robes, surpassing the purity of snow, approached. Her black hair draped loosely, holding a dark sword in hand, her aura mysterious and distant.

Among the present male Demon Cultivators, already unrestrained in their demeanor, could hardly shift their gaze away. Conversely, Nangong Yue and others, remembering the events during the heavenly tribulation, instinctively stepped back, distancing themselves as if sensing danger.

This woman was Ming Daoist.

Having successfully traversed the heavenly tribulation, Ming Daoist reaped considerable rewards, and her aura became even more transcendent.

Su Heng did not inquire why Ming Daoist had only now arrived unhurriedly but simply stepped aside to make room for her.

"Quick!”

Ming Daoist muttered incantations.

Then, combining her fingers into a sword, she lightly pointed toward the direction of the rift.

With a streak of emerald light sweeping past, a large amount of branches and leaves suddenly grew from the void, intertwining above the sky.

Amidst the rumbling noise, these branches and leaves interlaced, covering the rift, eventually merging with the surrounding void and simultaneously disappearing.

"Excellent technique!” Su Heng observed some clues.

It seemed that Ming Daoist had severed a part of her own essence to draw power from the Original Blood River.

Then using this power, she sealed one tributary of the Original Blood River.

The two formed a cycle, essentially leveraging force against force.

Thus, the rift was successfully erased.

However…

Even though the influence brought by the Blood River was reduced to the lowest level.

The Mythical Battlefield seemed to continue expanding, with the barren land of Skull Plain engulfed in the Blood Realm’s halo.

"Why is this so?” Su Heng looked puzzled, turning to Ming Daoist.

"It could be related to the expansion of the eternal skies,” suggested Ming Daoist, “Such a scenario should not be isolated.”

She looked towards Nangong Yue and others.

Nangong Yue first was startled, then quickly nodded, “In Linjiang there’s also a Mythical Battlefield, guarded by East Mountain King.

This Mythical Battlefield, though not creating major disturbances in recent years, indeed has been continuously expanding. It is said that at the beginning it was only the size of a town, but now it has occupied]], nearly one-fifth the size of an entire province, roughly equal to the area of a county.”

Ming Daoist said, “If the Blood Realm could be completely brought under control, perhaps this trend could be slowed or reversed.”

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